Many Voices

Sitting in my solitude
Her voice came true and clear
A gentle, lilting laughter
Rose up to my ear

She’s the joyful water
Happy to be and flow
Upon her steady presence
The other voices sow

The second voice was solemn
His groans, deep and broad
He’s the mighty wind
Blowing oer the sod

The other voices chimed in turn
Sowing in their song

The trill of birds
Much like words
Cooing all along

I drew them forth, voice by voice
A tonic within my soul
The joyful water
The mighty Wind
Together, One and Whole

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